Every day the world awaits to be captured and every day the world seems to be beyond my comprehension and grasp.

I am in a mad dash to I don’t know where. All I know is I keep ahead of doom clouds by capturing one bit of ordinary life every day. The key is every day, no matter what. Usually, it involves my car in the early morning as in this shot. But, this weekend I am without a car (Don’t ask. I don’t know yet. But, I can safely say that when the engine light comes on and you can’t accelerate beyond 10 mph it’s not a good sign)

So, for the next few days (and rain is predicted), I’ll don my Maine Lobsterman slicker and off I’ll go to somehere to capture something I don’t know what.

A 7 layer cake of clouds- it’s powerful and stunning. Being without your car is such a truncation of independence but not of your creativity.
I think you’ve hit on something very critical. Every day. Every day.
It’s about the doing of the deed, the way the old movies showed the frustrated writer ripping pages from the typewriter, balling up the paper and tossing it across the room, inserting another one and trying again.
I’ve yet to master that discipline but I know it works.

Tipota, thank you. Your money rug arrived in email. Oh, my!! You are truly a gift from the creative gods.
S.Le, this is a photograph that gets lost in the jpeg transfer. There are streaks of pink (sun rising) at the bottom that are prominent in original photograph. I think if you saw it you might be less unsettled.
BL: oh, welcome back! You have been missed. Yes, I have only recently discovered the every day mantra. Fear, helped. Maybe you simply aren’t terrified enough? Worked like a charm for me.
Thanks, Amber! Just right outside one gray morning when I didn’t think I’d get any good photographs. Your new camera shall capture these skies, too.

Hi, Allie! I so love it when you leave a comment on auntie’s blog!!
Welcome, palpinao! Thanks for visiting. I so enjoyed your photos of your grandparent’s village and home. I also saw all your postcards!! I sent the site to one of my readers who also loves getting postcards from all over the world.
Razz–you know between the seven layer cake of bonnieluria and the upside down cheesecake from you, I realize that the lower third of this photograph does indeed look like something baked. My experience is not extensive in this department, you understand, but I had been trying to think of what it reminded me of! I think it actually makes me think of batter before it’s baked, all folded into one another.